Chapter 669: Romantic eel (2/2)

”Lin Zi, I found out that your kid is a bit lazy lately. You want to put it aside, but you never complain about anyone who is involved in cooking.”

Lin Chou thought for a while,

”The main reason is that you guys are just idle. Can you not stare at me like this, do you know that this makes me very... uncomfortable?”

”What's the reason? There are girls here, shy?”

Lin Chou squeezed a word from his teeth,

”roll!”

After the eel is deboned, cut into 8 cm long sections and cook in oil.

Shan Ye looked at the eel segments that had been turned over in a frying pan with distress,

”Oh, oh, old and old, if you bomb it again, you will be really old!”

This is true. The meat of unagi is tougher than fish, and it can become very stiff after frying.

Lin Chou said,

”The fried eel skin can better hold the taste, and it will be cooked in a while, it won't get old.”

Sikong curiously said,

”What are you going to do? Or something romantic... Mysterious.”

Lin Chou explained,

”Um...Shrimp popped eel, have you heard of it?”

”...”

Lin Chou continued,

”It is difficult for you to label any dish with a clear geographic location, especially the one that is refined to a city or a town.”

”But when it comes to the dish of shrimp and eel, perhaps the first thought of some people is Xu Zhimo - and the city of Haining.”

”There are many dishes spread based on stories. The same is true of shrimp fried eel. This is a very special dish. The reason why it is romantic is because the poet Xu Zhimo always eats shrimp fried eel every time he returns to his hometown of Haining. In the New Moon Poetry Society, the eel has also become a small legend.”

Something in Sikong's body called literature or secondary 2 was instantly activated,

”Scared, Xu—Zhimo?!”

Before it was fully unfolded, it was shattered by Shan Ye's sleeve.

”Scared, Xu Zhimo? The one who always flips his sleeves?!”

”Uh...” Lin Chou's voice couldn't help but pause, ”Yes, that's the one who always...thumps his sleeves.”

The romantic elegance of Sikong, Bai Suren and Jiang Nu that hadn't burnt up was instantly poured down by a cylinder of ice water, and they were speechless for a long time.

Shan Ye didn't care what he missed, he had this confidence.

In the shrimp fried eel, the eel is treated with ”vegetable oil fried meat oil and sesame oil topping”, that is, vegetable oil is used for frying, meat oil is used for frying, and sesame oil is poured over again, so that the perfect shrimp can be cooked. Burst eel.

Lin Chou strictly followed this small rule, except that--

”Hey?” Sikong found out that something was wrong, ”Isn't it talking about shrimp fried eel, shrimp?”

The mountain was covered with mud, and ran back from the direction of the swamp with a simple smile,

”Shrimp is here. Shrimp is here, Brother Chou, see if these are enough!”

Lin Chou glanced at him, silent,

”Uh...in terms of quantity, it is enough. Is this size so small?”

All the freshwater prawns that Xia Dasha caught were only the size of rice grains. They were crystal clear and lively, and it was really embarrassing for him to hold Dasha's huge palm without leaking from his fingers.

Dasha said,

”I haven't seen any big ones, they are just a little bit, and it took a lot of effort to get them back.”

”Alright...”

Lin Chou, please take out the most speechless thing in the big iron box that was shoveled over at will-another whole big pot of broth.

Shan Ye suddenly exploded,

”Wait, wait a minute, no, you still bring several kinds of soup? Didn't you say that there is no place to put it?!”

Lin Shou's face was taken for granted,

”Soup, broth, and stew are completely different in nature. This one is stewed from the old hen's pork feet and pork belly and pork bones and pork belly. The kind without oil skimming, the soup is muddy, and the taste is very strong. Shrimp fried eel, this kind of soup is the most important thing. Of course, I usually use this kind of ”turbid soup” when I cook some dishes. The main reason is that stewing this soup saves a lot of cost compared to the stock.”

”...”

Shan Ye said in his heart, I'm not asking this at all. Can your kid understand the point?

The so-called ”turbid soup” mentioned by Lin Chou is actually a kind of broth, but it does not need to remove the oil star. It can be served after six hours of simmering on a low fire. The basic ingredients are four types: Mother Chicken trotters bacon and pork bones, plus a handful of chives and a piece of fresh **** at most, it's very simple, you don't need to look after it at all.

It's as cumbersome as the soup used for boiled cabbage. If a grandfather-level chef with a bad health creates a pot, he can stew it for half his life.

Scallion, **** and eel, stir fry some of the most basic seasonings, then cook half a bottle of old rice wine along the side of the pot, roll into the stock, a few minutes later when the soup thickens, put another pot, the bottom of the pot is warm Flavored with sesame oil, stir-fry the prawns and cook them in the eel pot with oil. After that, you don’t need to move it anymore, just let the bottom fire do it.

The meat of the eel is more flexible, which means that the crispy eel after frying is easier to absorb the soup. When the broth is filled with the skin and meat of the eel, the eel has been fried and dried. When it swells up and becomes tender and moving, the whole dish is ready to be cooked when it regains the taste of unagi instead of the broth.

A few dried devil peppers are rolled over a charcoal fire and then placed on a stone slab and crushed with pebbles. Sprinkled with a little coriander, the spicy, burnt and delicate aromas are combined. In fact, they are more attractive than the freshly cooked eel. .

Lin Chou said,

”Oh, the taste of this dish is a little lighter, it's not suitable to add chili in it, which will affect the taste.”

Shan Ye smiled slightly.

”So, can you give me a portion of your pepper?”

”I want me too!”

”Huh? Girls don't need it, this devil pepper is super spicy, and it's easy to get acne after eating it.”

”Ha ha!”

Just as several people were fighting for a plate of hot peppers, Qin Wuyong ran back in a panic.

”Ye Shan, Lin Zi, Zuo Chen and I found something-this island seems to be a bit wrong.”

Shan Ye was scooping fish into his bowl, and his reaction was slow for a while.

”Huh? What...what are you talking about?”

Qin Wuyong rolled his eyes directly,

”Don't eat for now. After seeing what we found, make sure you don't even have an appetite for eating.”

Shan Ye didn't intend to believe him, so he followed him with a bowl while eating.

Several people invariably put down their bowls and chopsticks and followed Qin Wuyong to the island. They saw the potted plants facing the ground in a daze.

”What the **** did you find, all the fuss.”

The potted plant pointed to the ground and waved his hand to quietly signal Qin Wuyong to aim the camera lens at the crowd.

”Is this thing familiar?”